"Baby of Mine" |
Baby of mine
I catch myself
Thinking of you
from time to time
So very often I wonder
what you would be like today?
If life for you
didn't come to an end that day
Would you look like ...
Posted by Suzanne on Mon, 28 Apr 2008 06:00:00 PST |
Poetry Challenge Write |
This is my entry for a Machine Shop Challenge I found on Irish Temper's page.
Rules were as follows
1. two words only per line
2. ABAB rhyme format
3. reverse first two lines at the end of the poem.
&...
Posted by Suzanne on Sat, 26 Apr 2008 05:27:00 PST |
Home, my own secret hell |
My home still felt broken
though my parents never did split
In reality it was a war zone
but no one seemed to notice it
I could never understand why
they would always
scream, shout an...
Posted by Suzanne on Fri, 25 Apr 2008 02:22:00 PST |
A Sweet Matinee (erotic repost...enjoy!) |
This time when they got some alone together time they decided they would go see a movie. It was 3:30 in the afternoon and if they wanted to go, they had to go see the 4:00 pm showing, in order t...
Posted by Suzanne on Mon, 21 Apr 2008 04:08:00 PST |
Never ending sadness |
Drowning in a tidal flow
of tears I can never let go
I am&
frozen on the inside
But still function on the outside
The first cut&
Severs the connection
The last cut&
Completes t...
Posted by Suzanne on Fri, 18 Apr 2008 03:07:00 PST |
Lust in the Elevator |
She was hoping to make it to work on time today, if she ran and caught that elevator which was about to go up, she just might make it. She ran in just as the doors were closing, letting out a si...
Posted by Suzanne on Sat, 12 Apr 2008 05:55:00 PST |
The Trench Coat Fantasy Part 2: Her Punishment is Her Reward |
For some reason she could not part with her father's old trench coat that she used to act out that wild and crazy fantasy some weekends back. Since her dad had not worn it once for severa...
Posted by Suzanne on Wed, 16 Apr 2008 06:40:00 PST |
Sadness |
Can't eat and can't sleep
Can't think and can't speak
Can't move and can't feel
Can't mend and can't heal
Can't smile and can't dream
Can't yell and can't scream
Can't hug and can't kiss
Can't ...
Posted by Suzanne on Thu, 17 Apr 2008 06:46:00 PST |
The Trench Coat Fantasy |
She couldn't stand it anymore. This fantasy of hers to go to the shopping mall in nothing but a trench coat and seduce a stranger had turned into an obsession. She figured the only way to ...
Posted by Suzanne on Fri, 04 Apr 2008 05:42:00 PST |
"Awaiting his return" |
In this land
where endless fields of deep emerald green
merge in divine contrast
with skies of the pure azure brilliance
Mother and daughter await
the return of their dear men
Knights with brave ...
Posted by Suzanne on Thu, 20 Mar 2008 10:08:00 PST |
